(app beeps)
(ominous music)
(ominous music continues)
(message beeps)
(ominous music fades out)
(theme music)
(phone ringing)
Tell me.
Brother, he beat me up again yesterday.
But I still didn't tell him anything.
I swear I didn't.
Brother, I can't do this anymore.
I don't want to do this anymore.
Fine.
He won't approach you from today onwards.
Tell him to meet you one last time.
Hello?
Did that policeman beat you up again?
No, Mom, it's because I fell off the bike and got hurt.
How many times have I told you?
Don't drive like such a maniac.
It's fine. Just stop...
(carnival music playing)
(Sehmat) Should I wait?
I am meeting an informant. I don't know how long it will take.
It's not an issue for me.
I can stay back.
I know you can,
but go home, Siddiqui madam.
"Madam"?
This "madam" is okay while we are in office.
I am not used to you giving me so much respect.
What are you doing? You're on duty.
Yeah, so? I am undercover.
(door opens)
(carnival music continues)
Sir, sir, sir.
What is it? Show me.
Mumbai Police.
(imitates shooting)
(children laughing)
Talk.
Are you scared?
Here, drink this.
No, I don't drink. Last time, it was because you insisted...
Will you drink it, or do you want a slap?
Do you?
Now, talk.
Yeah, what happened is... these guys
have released something new in the market, you know?
A special stuff for rave parties.
What is it? Who brought it?
I will get you that information.
But listen, sir, till then...
if you could get rid of those robbery charges against me...
First, you help me, then I will be happy to help you.
You have been telling me that for so long now, sir.
It is enough now. I am done. Find someone else to do this--
Hey!
You are talking a lot today. What do you mean "find someone else"?
I keep helping you out whenever you ask, sir.
Hey! What is going on here?
Go and play on the swings!
Don't get involved. Let's go.
Now, talk.
I keep helping you out and being nice. When will you help me?
Shut up. Shut up.
- (starts coughing) - Just answer my questions.
What is all this melodrama?
I barely even touched you. What is wrong?
What the hell?
Hey, Moiz!
Hey!
Get up, Moiz. What happened?
(Moiz groaning)
What is wrong? Wake up.
Hey, all I did was slap you. Wake up.
(music intensifies)
Wake up!
(people exclaiming)
(people talking in background)
(breaking news music)
Some people tried their best to stop Inspector Marcus D'Souza.
But he didn't listen to anyone.
These villains in uniform
should be given the harshest punishment possible.
All eyes are on what the police department does next.
I don't know how this happened.
You will have to hand over your gun.
(reporters continue)
Seriously?
Shut up and give me your gun.
(unsettling music)
Madam, will the department arrest D'Souza?
Or will he be presented with a minor suspension like always?
Let us investigate the case first.
Stop sensationalising this without any reason.
I didn't kill him.
Please help me.
Mark, until we get the post-mortem and forensic reports back, I...
I cannot promise you anything.
We have to arrest you.
This is bloody serious.
(music fades)
Mark might use the wrong methods, but he wouldn't kill anyone.
We need to prove that.
Don't feel bad, madam, but...
you and Mark sir are tight, right?
(playful music)
If you show any bias,
the case will get messed up.
Then you can say goodbye to all this.
(music stops)
Sorry.
No, you are right.
I can't handle this case alone.
If you don't do it, then who will?
(theme music)
We reviewed your file.
It has notes from your psychiatrist, Dr. Fernandes.
(mysterious music)
You still appear to be
significantly emotionally paralysed by your wife's murder case.
(music stops)
As you just said,
Sushmita was my wife.
So, I am sure you can understand, I mean,
this is not a normal case for me.
You... are still investigating it?
Have you made any progress?
No, sir.
Unfortunately, I still haven't made any progress in Sushmita's case.
You think you are getting better?
(slurping tea)
(intriguing music)
(music intensifies)
I am... working on myself every day.
So, I think I am making (stutters) progress.
(male committee member) So, do you think
you are ready to rejoin active duty?
Uh...
Yes, sir.
I think I am ready, but...
the decision is yours.
Good.
We need to talk to other people about this.
Even talk to other officers and ACP Siddiqui.
(playful music)
After their input...
we will get in touch again.
Okay.
(car honking in distance)
- How did it go? - Fantastic.
- Really? - I did exactly what you said.
"If there are any issues, rotate your thumb clockwise,"
and I did that. Everything was just perfect.
- Let's go. - Yes.
Uh!
Let me drive the car.
(guitar strum)
Uh... Armaan, you won't even let me drive in peace.
- You can't drive. - No, see, see, see.
Those guys are right here.
They should see that I am driving.
They should see that I am ready in every single way.
Just... act like you are tired. Just yawn or something.
- What is that? - I don't know how. Come on.
- Armaan... - Just give me.
Armaan, no.
Okay, don't turn on the car.
Don't turn the car on!
Okay, just adjust the mirrors.
Are they watching? Are they looking?
Yes, they are looking. Just adjust the mirrors.
- Okay, one second, wait. - Don't turn the car on, please!
Why? Okay, okay, I... I don't know.
- No, you cannot... drive! - (crashes, car alarm blares)
(man) Hey! Are you blind?
(bystander 1) Hey, are you crazy?
(bystander 2) What are you doing?
(car alarm beeping)
Turn off the engine.
Right now.
(bystander 3) Hey, come out!
(playful music)
What is it?
Your chair is too low.
Can you make it the same level, please?
No, no! It's too high. Down.
A little... little more. There! Thank you.
Are you done?
Has... the chargesheet not been filed yet?
No.
Because Mark didn't kill Moiz.
When Mark slapped Moiz,
a few minutes after that, he went into cardiac arrest.
That is what the cause of death is on the post-mortem report.
He went into cardiac arrest because of a slap?
Exactly!
The media has been targeting his life and career for no good reason.
He doesn't deserve this.
Mark and his team deserve the credit
for every narcotics bust in the last seven years.
He is a damn good officer.
Oh...
Do damn good officers drink on duty?
Look, he is not a killer, okay?
I know there is something else going on. I know it.
You have to prove that Mark is innocent.
In exchange for that, I...
I will do whatever I can to help you.
- Okay. - No! I...
Sorry, just...
Could I... talk to you for just two minutes?
Just privately. Just two minutes.
Yeah, okay.
Seriously?
Are you really going to help an alcoholic and rowdy police officer?
But...
I admit that being an alcoholic is bad.
But that doesn't mean he is not a good cop.
Try to understand.
The committee members will definitely ask Sehmat about me.
If I do this for Sehmat,
in exchange for that...
(Sehmat) Guys!
I hope you know I can hear everything.
(intriguing music)
(music fades)
Go and ask that police officer
how he used to show up here and beat up Moiz.
Uh...
The investigation is ongoing.
We are trying to figure out all the details.
What happened and how...
who knew that he was helping the police, all of that.
Helping them?
He was just trying to save his own life.
That sly policeman came to the slums
and slapped fake cases on half the boys in the area.
(Momina sobs)
He forced them all to become informants.
They killed my son in the guise of gathering information.
He just wanted to finish his studies.
Just wanted to do his job.
Um... What was his job?
- Huh? - His job?
Madam, he used to...
look on his phone and deliver food.
His salary was ₹35,000 per month.
₹35,000?
What are you saying, sir?
Maybe I should do that part-time as well.
This Nishant is constantly stuffing his face anyway.
You keep ordering. I will go get your orders.
Um... Can you talk to the delivery company and verify this?
Yes, sir.
This is a regular occurrence.
If the policemen keep acting like thugs,
who will protect the people of our nation?
And today we have with us in the studio,
retired Mumbai Police Commissioner...
There are 4 to 5 different videos like this
shared by thousands of people.
Why are you making such a big deal out of a light slap?
Let the forensics report come back.
We will handle this in court.
And who will deal with the Commissioner and Home Minister?
Sehmat,
- Moiz was already scared. - (sighs)
He was the one who called me there. You know that.
- I know-- - Wait.
Sorry.
Moiz called you there?
Yes.
He was going to give me information on a new type of drug.
But he didn't say anything after that.
Of course I got angry.
And I am tired of repeating myself.
I know I am innocent.
But if you still want me to rot in jail, then go ahead.
Hey, Kadam!
Throw me back in the lock-up.
(door lock rattles)
Mark, listen to me.
Mark!
Something is not making sense.
He was his informant.
He would definitely give him some information at some point.
Why would someone kill off their own informant?
By mistake. I mean, I bet that is his lawyer's defence.
(ominous music)
(carnival music playing)
(metal detector beeping)
(security guard) Phone, wallet, whatever you have.
Put it in the tray.
(playful music)
Shravan!
(playful music continues)
(metal detector beeping)
Madam, show me your bag.
You are not allowed to bring this in from the outside.
You can buy another inside.
Okay.
- Mom! - Shravan!
Please.
- Please wait for me. - Mom...
Actually, I...
you go with him. I... will ask around.
- Sure? - Yes, yes.
Let's go, Mom.
Okay.
(music picks up)
(playful music continues)
(light crackles)
(guard) Sir!
This part is not open, sir.
Oh. Uh...
How long has it been closed?
About 2-3 years.
Some kid got hit in the eye.
Oh.
There has been a lock on it ever since.
I can see that.
(mysterious music)
(phone ringing)
- Bunty... - Yes, sir?
Where is Sehmat?
I actually tried calling her three times,
but she is not picking up my calls.
- Sir, madam is-- - I need to
discuss something with her about the Marcus case.
That is what I am trying to tell you.
Madam is in a meeting with your review committee.
She is busy with your work, sir.
Oh, is that today?
Yes, she is in there right now.
Okay, I had no idea. Thank you.
Jai Hind, sir.
(intriguing music)
Of all the cases Armaan Mistry has consulted on with the Crime Branch,
what percentage of those have actually been solved?
100 percent, sir.
What are your views on his consultation fees?
(sighs)
It's too low.
Sometimes, he waives the fees entirely.
Is your department
ready to give Armaan Mistry his uniform, position
and gun back in his hands?
(bell rings)
(door opens)
(uplifting music)
Oh, my God.
You look great.
After Sushmita's death...
this is the first time that I have worn this.
(sombre music)
Shall we?
Is he ready to be back?
Sir, he is...
He is so good at what he does...
his contribution, his expertise, all of it...
We need a yes or a no, ACP Siddiqui.
(Sharanya) Stop fidgeting.
(sombre music)
(sombre music continues)
Armaan, actually--
You didn't recommend him.
No, no.
Hear me out first, please.
I really wanted to...
I tried my best.
But you know it's not that simple.
You know what is easy, ma'am?
Taking credit for the cases he solves is easy.
Sharanya, I....
He is not ready.
(Sharanya) But you...
you know everything, ma'am.
No, she knows how important this was for you.
It's okay.
We really thought you would do the right thing.
I did the right thing.
Armaan, you know you are not ready
to defend the police force with a gun in your hand.
You know that, right?
Okay.
(sombre music)
I genuinely thought I would get some good news today. My bad.
My bad.
That is why I have some good news for you.
Might as well.
Um... We have a very good lead in Kwazy Fun Land.
There is a warehouse or a shed or something,
which is obviously quite old.
The doors and windows are rusted,
but the lock on the door...
That is... brand new.
It's being used every day.
Obviously.
And that is the only place where
the cameras are not focused. That's the blind spot.
If there is anything shady there, that is where it's happening.
Okay, yeah...
Thank you.
Armaan...
Armaan!
Listen to me.
(car speeding up)
- Madam? - Hmm?
Sorry, but if there is a curfew on his fate, how is that your fault?
If he comes back on his own, that is fine. But you are no less.
You are one of the best detectives yourself.
Do you know about the first case Armaan and I did together?
No.
We found a bar dancer's body in a lodge room.
Sleeping pill overdose.
Everyone immediately declared it as a suicide.
But Armaan said no.
(intriguing music)
It's murder.
Because if it was a suicide, then she would have
drunk water from the glass to swallow the pills.
And the glass would have lipstick marks
because that girl was wearing lipstick. But--
But there were no lipstick marks on the glass.
And we all missed such a simple detail.
No one else can do what Armaan Mistry does.
But what if she poured the water into her mouth?
(playful music)
Sorry.
I am sorry.
Armaan...
(mysterious music)
Two phones? Since when?
Um... er... give me that.
No, one second. Why does this only have one app?
- Give me that. I will explain it. - No, what are these messages?
Armaan, what is this? Who are you talking to?
Um, I don't know, but whoever that is they want to help me.
- What? - Yes.
Wait a minute. No.
Are you working on Sushmita's case again?
When did I stop?
You don't want to move on, do you?
How do you expect me to move on?
Come on, you know how important this is for me.
Okay, Armaan...
Rejoining the police force is important.
Your recovery is important.
Being in the present moment is important, right?
I mean, what is the point of solving all these cases?
Acting like you are better
in front of the review committee and your psychiatrist,
what is the point of all that?
Until I solve this case,
I can't get better.
Like this?
- Give... Give me-- - No. No, I am sorry, Armaan.
Not on my watch.
- Give me that phone! - No.
(sighs heavily)
(door clatters)
What do you want now?
Are you here to destroy whatever confidence he has left?
Armaan!
I know you won't come down to the police station.
I have some work.
New information.
Moiz was not working for any delivery company.
(intriguing music)
Can we come in?
(music stops)
- No! - No!
I... I... one second.
- Uh... Each foot. - Yeah, yeah.
- Three times. - Sorry, sorry.
- Hey, Bunty. - Here, take this.
Can I drink some water...
- Hey! - No, no, no...
Go back. You will get whatever you want.
Clean your shoes first.
Hey.
When you were telling us the house rules...
Hmm?
...you sounded like a teacher.
- An instructor-- - Shh!
So, um...
Moiz does not work for a delivery company?
No, that was all a lie.
(table scraping)
(Armaan exclaims)
There.
Sorry.
(Sehmat) This is not your house.
You need to follow other people's rules when you visit their house.
- (phone ringing) - May I answer this call, Miss?
He was earning a good salary.
He was lying to his mother by telling her he is a delivery driver.
Moiz was making deliveries,
but he wasn't delivering food.
What was he delivering?
Drugs.
Madam, we have the forensic report.
Show me.
Moiz's heart failed due to poison.
The Forensics guy told me that
the poison quickly metabolised in his bloodstream.
That is why it couldn't be traced.
- (chips crunch) - (Armaan exclaims)
Okay.
- (Nishant exclaims) - Grab a tissue.
What...
What was the poison used?
Ricin, tetrodotoxin, aconitum lycoctonum...
That last one.
So, that is...
Wolfsbane.
Here.
(Sehmat) Good.
He got it.
Yes, wolfsbane.
But how did wolfsbane enter his body?
Someone must have made him drink it.
It's so simple.
So, we need to figure out what was the last thing he drank
and who served it to him.
Shit.
Mark told me that
he made Moiz drink some whisky from his flask.
Drink this.
See, Marcus is the one who killed Moiz.
He drank from that same flask right in front of me.
And he was fine.
Uh, uh, no.
That is not enough.
Uh... Has that flask been tested?
It has, right?
I will get right on it.
Marcus, we found poison in your flask.
(suspenseful music)
And that same poison was in Moiz's bloodstream.
That's impossible.
No, hear me out. We have a theory.
I think that...
you were the target.
I feel that...
in the guise of giving you information,
you were called to Kwazy Fun Land
so that they could either switch your flask
or they could add the poison.
And obviously, this happened
somewhere between you drinking it and Moiz drinking it.
I need to know
exactly what you did once you got there,
where you went, what the exact order of things was.
Nothing, I... I went straight in.
Moiz was already there.
(rewinding)
Was... there any time
when you didn't have your flask on you?
No, think about it. Please think because there has to be.
(rewinding)
(epiphany boom)
Uh... security check?
You crossed security check?
Yeah.
You didn't have your flask on you then.
It was in the X-ray machine.
The other day, Sharanya's soft drink was not allowed inside.
You are not allowed to bring this in from the outside.
But his flask, with whisky in it, was allowed inside.
(Armaan) Whatever happened, it happened during the security check.
(machine beeping)
Either they switched it or they added the poison.
(tense music)
A staff member did it.
Probably, the whole staff is involved.
And Paintball Palace has been shut down.
There is something fishy going on.
There is something big happening at that place. I am telling you!
(machine beeping)
(machine beeping loudly)
Sir, sir, sir.
Let me check you.
- What is it? - I have a gun.
(playful music)
I am serious. See? Mumbai Police.
Get lost.
Come on.
What? Who are you informing?
Madam!
Bunty, tell Nishant to find out who is this "Sir-ji." Right now. Hurry.
- Gavde, are all the exits sealed? - Yes, ma'am.
Dinkar, Patil, Gurav, you are with me. Paintball Palace.
Yes, ma'am.
Let's go.
Um... please don't come inside.
- Sure? - Yeah, just stay outside.
Okay.
(upbeat tense music)
(music speeds up)
Hey, hey, stop it! Mumbai Police!
Stop whatever you are doing. Hey, tall guy!
- Stop! - Are you stupid or something?
(Sehmat) Hey, stop right there. I am telling you.
Put that down. What is going on here?
Are you making drugs?
I said put it down, so put it down!
Put it down!
Put that on the ground, and stand up straight.
Hey, what is that?
(Bunty) Is it a bomb?
- Hey! - Snake?
It's a snake!
(police officers exclaiming)
- You set a snake on us? - Bunty!
You want to set a snake against me?
You want to set a snake against cops?
- (grunting) - (bullet firing)
- (Bunty) Who is firing? - (Sehmat) Gavde, light!
- Move it. Move back. Back. - Sorry, sir.
(drug dealers apologising)
(playful music)
Mistry sir, what are you doing?
It's not Holi, it's a bullet.
It sticks, and it hurts.
The snake... Where is the snake?
(exclaims) Oh, shit!
Where... where is the snake?
(everyone clamouring)
Where is the snake?
(Sehmat) Armaan, you're okay, right?
Where is the snake?
Walk in a straight line.
(Bunty) Line them all up here.
All the exits are sealed. Stand in place quietly.
What is that for?
We still haven't found the snake.
I will hold onto this gun until that snake is found.
No, I don't... I don't want anything.
- But-- - I don't want anything!
Yes, Nishant?
Ma'am, the number that Bunty sent
is registered to someone named Satish Pillai.
I have sent you a picture. Take a look.
Okay.
Have you seen him?
(Bunty) Everyone lower your masks. Hurry up!
(cop) Hey, lower your masks.
Lower your mask!
(Sehmat) Take it off!
- No... - It's not one of them.
Ma'am, the number is still active
and the location is where you all are.
Bunty, check the staff and don't forget the crowd.
Yes, I didn't let anyone go out.
Everyone look here. No hiding your faces.
(Bunty) Everyone look here. Look at us.
Wait a minute, this...
What?
There was a third one.
There was a third person in a costume.
The panda... Where is the panda?
Panda?
(dramatic music builds)
Bunty! Panda!
Panda?
Yeah!
(dramatic music continues)
(cop 1) Hey, stop right there!
- Stop him. - (cop 2) Hey, stop.
(cop 1) He is running away. Stop him.
Grab him. Hey, come down.
- It's him. - (Sehmat) Yeah.
It's him. Take him to the police station.
- Yes, ma'am. - Ma'am?
- We found the snake. - Snake? Where?
(Bunty screams)
Sir?
(playful music)
Be... be professional.
- Armaan? - That snake...
There was an illegal operation running in Kwazy Fun Land.
They were raising poisonous snakes
to create drugs with snake venom.
Moiz Rehman was a part of this operation.
Satish Pillai and his co-conspirators
tried to kill Inspector Marcus D'Souza.
But their plan backfired,
and Moiz Rehman accidentally ingested that venom.
(reporter) So you are trying to say that
Inspector Marcus D'Souza is innocent?
Yes.
But the department will have to prove that in court with evidence,
which we will.
Your service gun.
(dramatic chord)
(sombre music)
Thank you.
And...
Sorry, Sehmat.
(guitar strum)
If there is anything I could help you with...
- Thank you. - ...it will be my pleasure.
Um...
Can I give you some advice?
Yes.
Um... Don't worry about trying to repay the favour.
It's not important.
Just focus on doing your job properly.
You're a very good officer.
So, be as good as you can be.
(footsteps growing distant)
Um...
- Thank you. - Shall we?
Armaan.
(sighs)
Don't give up, okay?
Is... that an order?
Madam Siddiqui?
(guitar strumming)
Bye.
(music stops)
(eerie music)
(music intensifies)
(keypad clacking)
Hello, sir.
You won't get a single minute over 15 minutes.
10 minutes is fine.
Which cell do you want to see?
Santosh Bagchi's cell.
(dramatic swell)